Had I been 16 back when this film was originally released the very first scene with the bikini clad pool girl who rubs lotion all over her hot body, would have been worth the price of admission.

It's pure grind-house. Dumb plot, but lots of hot chicks and an abundance of violence.

Wasnt Gloria Grahame a real actress? By the time this movie was made she had had so much plastic work done to her face, her upper lip stopped moving do to nerve damage.

The dialog is ridiculous, the plot absurd and the direction is amateurish. The basic plot seems to be mama has three young kids and she hitches up with wealthy-ish dudes only to take their moohlah when she kills them. The daughters are in on the scam.

It will never win an award but it's one of the better grind-house movies with a non-horror plot.

If this film had been directed by Russ Meyer it would have been so much better. The gals sure look good and the guys are either dumb or studs (or both) and Meyer's cartoon style of film making would have turned this threadbare romp into good fun. Oh well, one can't have everything and we do have down on her luck Hollywood old-timer Gloria Grahame in good form as the feisty 'Mama' looking for gullible men to marry so she can bump them off for their money. When she is not on screen however, boredom stretches to the horizon and you may want to read a newspaper or find something else to do until she returns.

Shrewd con woman Mama Love (an impressively fierce portrayal by the redoubtable Gloria Grahame) and her three lovely daughters -- shameless strumpet Becky (the ravishing Candice Rialson of "Pets" and "Hollywood Boulevard" fame), lusty Addie (delectable redhead Sondra Currie), and meek Cindy (pretty Mary Stoddard) -- fleece unsuspecting rich men out of their money. After their latest victim proves to be a bust, the gals move on to a desolate desert community to continue their naughty ways: Mama marries shady resort owner Harold (an excellent performance by Paul Lambert), Becky ruthlessly teases slow-witted handyman Willy (solid Joseph Anthony), and Addie falls for the hunky, but married Sheriff Roy Collins (a sound turn by Christopher Wines). Director John Hayes, working from a suitably sordid and mean-spirited script by Gil Lasky, makes no bones about the film being an unapologetic piece of low-grade trash that blithely panders to the lowest common denominator: From the gloriously sleazy and leering opening shot of a deliciously topless Rialson checking herself out in the mirror to the extremely grim conclusion in which everybody gets their just desserts, this picture certainly delivers the satisfyingly seamy goods. While the majority of the characters aren't remotely appealing, it's still a nasty blast to watch this nest of vipers prey on each other. Better still, there's a generous amount of tasty female nudity courtesy of the aforementioned Rialson and yummy brunette former "Penthouse" Pet of the Year Anneka di Lorenzo as Collins' bitter and possessive estranged wife Charity. Henning Schellerup's plain, but acceptable cinematography, the alternately bluesy and funky score by Don Bagley and Steve Michaels, and tough, gritty tone all further enhance the considerable scuzzy entertainment value of this worthwhile drive-in item.